Chapter Sixteen: The Primordial Revelation

The old village chief was prudent and did not inquire how Shi Jian had conjured these fierce beasts. Instead, he quickly summoned several adults from the village.

When the villagers arrived at the square and saw the ferocious beasts strewn across the ground, they were all stunned.

“Chief, where did these beasts come from?”

Some men excitedly stroked the pelts of the beasts before asking Shi Yunfeng.

The old village chief did not hide the truth:

“These were all hunted by Xiao Shizi today in the great mountains. Don’t ask too many questions; quickly extract the pure blood from these beasts and prepare the large cauldrons and herbs!”

“Tomorrow, when those little brats wake up, they will be in for a great blessing!”

Hearing this, the crowd turned their surprised gazes toward Shi Jian.

They all knew Shi Jian was exceptionally gifted, far surpassing their own children.

But none had expected him to be so powerful.

Any one of these beasts on the ground would be a challenge for a dozen men in the village to subdue.

“Xiao Shizi is truly impressive. My kid, the little monkey, is the same age but still plays with mud and pee…”

“Your monkey can’t compare to Xiao Shizi. He’s been training in the square before dawn every day, even earlier than the hunting team…”

Voices of praise echoed among the villagers.

Shi Jian’s diligence was well known.

His hard work, combined with talent, made his excellence a matter of course.

In the village, Shi Jian was considered the exemplary “child of others.”

Listening to the compliments, a faint smile curved Shi Jian’s lips. They sounded good, and he loved hearing more.

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The village’s elders quickly began processing the beasts’ carcasses.

As they worked, Shi Jian suddenly recalled the treasured technique he had obtained from the Azure Flood Python.

He then took out the original fierce bone he had taken from the python’s body.

The bone was inscribed with various runes.

“Chief, this is the treasured bone I acquired when I hunted the Azure Flood Python. It contains the Azure Flood technique!”

“Keep it safe!”

Shi Jian handed the fierce bone to the old village chief.

“Azure Flood technique? Heaven bless our clan! With this new treasured technique, the strength of our village will increase even more!”

The old chief was visibly excited as he accepted the bone. He had heard of the Azure Flood technique before—a major tribe had dominated the wilderness using it.

Now that the village possessed it, their foundation grew stronger.

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If one could comprehend this technique, hunting fierce beasts and battling others would become much easier for the village in the future.

“Child, your talent is the highest. You should keep this bone first. When you have comprehended the technique, you can hand it over to me—it’s not too late!”

The old chief returned the bone to Shi Jian, hoping he would learn the Azure Flood technique first.

“I have already mastered it. You just need to keep it safe,” Shi Jian replied.

The Azure Flood technique was not particularly profound. He had grasped the runes after a few readings.

Hearing this, the chief finally put away the bone.

With so many fierce beasts and now this original fierce bone, the chief was almost ecstatic.

He excitedly ordered everyone to prepare everything, eagerly awaiting the big surprise for the village children the next morning.

Shi Jian helped alongside them. After finishing the tasks, he intended to return to his room to cultivate, but the old chief called him back.

“Xiao Shizi, I have no more teachings for your current strength, but you can try communicating with our village’s sacrificial spirit!”

The old chief’s gaze shifted to the thick, charred willow tree at the village entrance.

He then took out another bone.

“Decades ago, on a stormy night filled with thunder and heavy rain, countless mountains were struck and shattered by lightning. At that time, the village’s sacrificial spirit—the willow tree—was bathed in lightning and pierced through the sky, descending from the heavens!”

“Along with it fell this crystalline bone!”

Shi Yunfeng’s face still showed awe as he recounted these events.

He had witnessed the willow tree’s descent as a youth and could never forget the scene.

He knew well that the village’s sacrificial spirit was extraordinary.

For decades, he had held this bone in worship, seeking to establish contact with the ancient willow spirit, but it never responded.

Shi Yunfeng suspected his own poor talent made him unworthy of the spirit’s attention.

But Shi Jian was different.

Perhaps he might earn the willow spirit’s favor.

Upon hearing the old chief’s words, Shi Jian’s mind stirred.

Of course, he knew what this bone was.

The legendary—Original True Scripture!

A complete Original True Scripture was akin to a near-immortal emperor’s scripture.

It pointed directly to the great Dao.

Yet its cultivation requirements were extremely high.

Only those who had reached the Blood Moving extreme realm and tempered their spirit and will to be harder than iron could comprehend the Original True Scripture.

Previously, Shi Jian knew the chief possessed the Original True Scripture, but he had not requested it.

His cultivation had not yet met the conditions to study it, so it would have been useless to him.

And asking for it suddenly would have been inappropriate.

Thus, the matter had been set aside.

Now, however, the chief had directly entrusted the Original True Scripture to him.

Shi Jian took the pale, lustrous bone.

Seeing him accept the treasured bone, the old chief gave a solemn reminder:

“When you study this bone, be careful. The runes are too complicated; ordinary people would vomit blood just from one glance. Don’t stare at it too long, or you may harm yourself!”

“Understood!” Shi Jian gently rubbed the treasured bone in his hand and solemnly replied.

The old chief nodded, then said seriously:

“Before you begin studying it, you should first worship and inform the sacrificial spirit. Our village’s sacrificial spirit is extraordinary; it silently guards the village and usually does not respond to our rituals.”

“But if it is you, perhaps the spirit will answer!”

The old chief’s gaze shifted again to the blackened willow stump at the village entrance.

Following his gaze, Shi Jian’s heart grew heavier.

The villagers did not know the origin of this sacrificial spirit, but he did.

This was the Willow God!

An unparalleled ancient celestial king from the immortal era, renowned as the ancestral sacrificial spirit, possessing earth-shattering power.

Shi Hao’s rise to become the Wilderness Heavenly Emperor owed much to this entity.

However, the Willow God had suffered severe injuries and lost much of its memory.

Facing such a powerful being made Shi Jian somewhat anxious.

Yet, since his transmigration, he had never interacted with the Willow God.

His original plan was simply to survive quietly.

To endure until the Wilderness Heavenly Emperor emerged.

Then he could imitate and create a rudimentary version of the emperor.

With this mindset, he had always acted discreetly, avoiding entanglements with the Willow God.

But now, with a communication group, he could reconsider.

This was an opportunity to make contact with the Willow God.

“I will remember, Chief!”

Shi Jian carefully stored the treasured bone and spoke solemnly.